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Entrance to cave at Hanyan
Drifting Boat
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Hanshan (Tang)
Once at Cold Mountain
troubles cease,
No more tangled
hung-up mind.
I idly scribble poems on the rock cliff,
Taking whatever comes
like a drifting boat.
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Bùjì Zhōu
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Hánshān (Táng)
Yī zhù Hánshān wànshìxiū,
Gèng wú zániàn guàxīn tōu.
Xián yū shíbìtōu shījù,
Rèn lián hái tóng bù jì zhōu.
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Notes: Gary Snyder, Riprap and Cold Mountain Poems, Shoemaker & Hoard 2004
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